Like a double date or something."Slut squirmed a little, but I wasn't sure if it was because she had beenleft out or because of her plug."Double and a...half," Elizabeth corrected herself, taking sluts discomfortas the former. "After all you're the social lynchpin here." Oh cool, yeah. That could be fun." Emma laughed. "And if everything goeswell, we can make it an orgy."Sam blushed. Shit, she had a cute blush."Great," grinned Elizabeth. "Dinner tonight at Albert's? 7:30?" Wait what?" I turned to. She then slid up until my tip was just barely in her tight little tunnel. Then once again she dropped her tight ass back down completely engulfing my cock again. She repeated this over and over again. Susan was frantically fingering her clit and sliding two fingers in and out of her wet hole. Lesly reached down and grabbed Susan’s hair and pulled her up into a long kiss. She pulled her over so that she was straddling me and pushed her back onto my face. Susan reached back and spread her. Hungrily she took deep in her mouth again, tongue dancing along my shaft, licking away every drop. I felt myself building up to cum, and that wasn't the plan tonight, so I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her away. "You're gonna ride me till I'm cum." Her eyes almost sparkled. "Inside me, Daddy?" I nodded and she moved away from my chair and I sat down. She turned her back to me with a smile and slowly lowered herself onto my throbbing hard on, bouncing hard. I leaned back in the chair. After a few drinks, he’d force me into humiliating positions, and take me whether I was ready or not. Sometimes I was dry, and it hurt so bad I would start bleeding. Then he’d blame me for not doing my job - somehow it was my fault that I wasn’t ready for him. I started buying lube, and when he started drinking I would just put some in me so he wouldn’t hurt me. I would pray that he would drink so heavily he couldn’t get it up, and I would be spared the night. Sometimes he would realise I had.